Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 130 Money That Shouldn't Be Made

"Then please tell me, master, where is the problem?" When it came to redecoration, the man remembered that the fat man said that they were engaged in design, and he felt some resistance in his heart.Sure enough, it's all about money.

"Your house has been redecorated, right?" Zeng Yifan noticed the displeasure on the host's face, so he could only get straight to the point.

"Needless to say, the unified refined decoration is too old-fashioned, I like fashionable ones." The man still disdains.

"During the renovation process, did you have an argument with the decorator?"

"Ok?"

This question was indeed a bit strange to ask, and it also surprised him.Indeed, he had a big fight with the painter for painting the bedroom walls a rose-pink instead of pink.It is said that the money for the new paint was paid by the painter himself.

It's just, how could this strange master in front of him know about this matter?Moreover, what does it have to do with their relationship?
While the man was puzzled, he saw Zeng Yifan walked towards the head of the bed, took off the key from his waist, and started digging on the wall.

"You..." The man was strange and annoyed, he must have come here to sabotage.

"Yifan..." Zhao Dapeng was also taken aback.He really wants to renovate this house, and then take the project by himself to make some money.So when Zeng Yifan mentioned that there was a problem with the decoration, he agreed, but he didn't want him to directly destroy the well-painted walls.If this is repainted, it is estimated that it will cost thousands of oceans.

Zhao Dapeng already felt a faint pain in his flesh, and wanted to sneak away quickly.

Just when the man was so angry that he wanted to push Zeng Yifan away, part of the paint on the wall was scraped off by the key, revealing a hint of reddish brown.

"This is..." The man stretched out his hand to push him, but turned to touch the cautious color on the wall, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"It should be human blood." Zeng Yifan replied calmly.

"Human blood?!" The man was shocked.

Although the house was bought as a second-hand house, it has been completely redecorated. I haven't heard of anyone being killed here before, but someone died next door, and the whole community knows it.So, how can this wall, or the inner layer of paint, be human blood?Could it be just some dirty paint?Although, the color is really disgusting.

"So your house is a haunted house." Zhao Dapeng almost breathed a sigh of relief.In this way, Zeng Yifan's actions were not destroying other people's walls, and naturally there was no issue of compensation.

Haunted... a haunted house? !The man is really a little confused now, could it be possible that someone died in this house?

"It's not like the haunted house, but it's really not clean." Zeng Yifan said, and then he started to observe carefully in the room.

Zhao Dapeng approached, leaned into Zeng Yifan's ear and asked softly, "When will you catch ghosts?"

Ghost hunting?Depend on!Is there a ghost if it is not clean?
I'm too lazy to argue with him.Zeng Yifan had already walked to the window sill at this moment, and he obviously felt that something was wrong with the magnetic field here.

"Is there any screwdriver or something?" Zeng Yifan asked.

"Yes, yes, yes." At this moment, the man did not dare to neglect at all.The master dug the wall with a key and found human blood. Now it is obvious that there is something wrong with the window sill.So I hurried to the storage room to get the toolbox, and dumped all the tools out.

Everyone poked their heads over, and even the hostess, who had been crying and fussing, widened her eyes now.There was blood on the wall of the bedroom, thinking that I slept in such a place every day, I trembled all over my body.

"Zhao Dapeng, help me." Zeng Yifan unscrewed a few screws on the sliding rail of the window and broke it, but he couldn't move it, so he could only call for help.

"There won't be any dead people in here, right?" Zhao Dapeng couldn't help asking while helping.In case the window sill is opened and there is a dead finger or something, it will not scare people to death.

Zhao Dapeng, who couldn't spit ivory out of his white dog's mouth, glanced at him, and Zeng Yifan continued to lift the window sill.

Finally, I opened the slide rail and opened the cover, and there was a black mass under the window sill.

"What is this?" Everyone asked in unison.

"Human hair."

Although it was expected that there must be something under the window sill, the human hair made people feel more creepy than seeing a corpse.Obviously, this is not the hair that the hostess usually falls out, but someone put it in on purpose.

"Human hair is a dead thing, and the window sill is the place to receive Qi. If you put a dead thing on it, especially a dead thing with resentment, the breath that is received will no longer have aura. As for the wall, it was originally used as Backing, but being smeared with human blood, there is nothing to rely on, and the relationship will naturally not be stable." Zeng Yifan explained.

"Master, what should we do then?" The man at this time has completely lost his previous disdainful attitude, and even if he wants to redecorate the whole house now, he is willing to do so.

"It's solved." Zeng Yifan shrugged.The problem has been found, how to do it, of course, is the owner's own business.There's no need to redecorate, and he's not here to solicit business.

"Yifan..." Zhao Dapeng was a little anxious, was the business he was about to get pushed out?
But Zeng Yifan completely ignored Zhao Dapeng's anxiety, and immediately went downstairs.

"Oh, by the way, when repainting, don't use pink anymore." Zeng Yifan suddenly turned around and added.

"Why? My wife likes pink."

"It's okay to use pink for the first two years of marriage, but after a long time, this color will make people restless and anxious. For the woman, it is easier to think wildly."

Hearing this, the man with glasses kept nodding his head. Isn't his wife just prone to wild thoughts?

"Oh, that's right." When he reached the door, Zeng Yifan turned his head again: "The fence outside has been demolished. The fence has a bad meaning."

The man kept nodding and thanking him, until he watched Zeng Yifan and Lao Zhao leave.

"Is this the end?" Zhao Dapeng finally couldn't help asking after the man closed the door.Zeng Yifan showed that family so much, found human blood and hair, and gave so many solutions, even if they are not allowed to redecorate the house, they should get some labor fees.

"Some money that shouldn't be earned can't be earned."

"what's going on?"

"It's very simple. Even if these bad feng shui are broken, the couple will live in harmony for a year or so at most, and they will still get divorced in the end." Zeng Yifan said with a little regret.

"Why?" Zhao Dapeng was puzzled now.He has always thought that Feng Shui is omnipotent, not only can it attract peach blossoms, but it can even change fate and change luck.

"It's difficult for an upright official to judge housework, right? Feng Shui array can change the environment, thereby affecting people's health and even wealth and luck, but the most difficult thing to change is people's feelings."

Seeing Zhao Dapeng's bewildered expression, Zeng Yifan stopped talking.I hope he can understand that in the matter of being in love with Zheng Zixuan, let's go as far as possible.Because the fate of the two people, although they don't say that they are in conflict, they really can't make a marriage.It is very suitable to be good friends.

After the man closed the door, he saw that his wife had already tidied up the living room and returned to her former gentle and virtuous appearance, which made her heart warm for a while.

At this time, a text message rang on the phone.The man glanced at it, and immediately deleted it vigilantly...

(End of this chapter)